Non-Human Sub-district Office

Chapter 68

"In fact, it is not necessarily a lie." The small ginseng blinked and said, "Because the Acacia is poisonous, when people in the city play romantic, they will give them red beans by default. They are non-toxic and pollution-free. Can cook a porridge."

Yan Xuanjing looked at Lin Ginseng and thought how this little monster understood.

Even better than him.

"..."

Although he does not have comparable comparability.

晏玄景 is quite self-aware, the red bean ash in the handle is smashed, got up and touched the phone, ready to find a small corner to search for a search for anything else that can be a surprise.

The little ginseng seemed to see through everything, followed by a small tail behind his ass, stepping on the footprints of Xuanjingjing, and in the second circle of the foxes, he said, "What are you looking for?" How do you look at the forest?"

After Xuanjing’s footsteps, he turned and looked at Lin Ginseng. Two seconds later, he raised his hand and held his head, took him to the side, and picked it up and placed it next to Emperor Xiu, who was pondering the editing software.

The emperor took a look at the head and looked at the two descendants with a puzzled look: "What happened?"

"No……"

The little ginseng touched the upper and lower mouths and said that it was called a sorrow: "The toffee wants to lick the woods and don't know how to lick!"

Emperor Hugh was a little surprised.

Although he is quite clear that Lin Mu and his mother are almost 80% similar in character, Yan Xuanjing has such a face enough to find the forest can not find the North, but seeing Xuan Jingjing so hearted, he still feels Very happy.

Emperor Hugh raised his hand and held the small ginseng and said: "Gifts and sweet words still have to be picked."

Although it may be awkward, but clumsy is also a very lovely romance.

Yan Xuanjing saw Lin Ginseng stayed at the side of Emperor Xiu, and he was relieved. He rubbed the surface of his mobile phone and decided to make the most popular.

In short, the flowers are sent first.

Sending flowers is definitely right.

However, Xuan Jing discovered that he did not know what flowers Lin liked.

The fox was silent for a while, remembering that when he went to the flower shop in the forest, he said that his mother liked the little daisies most, so she walked out of the yard again with confidence.

The small ginseng sat next to Emperor Hugh and watched the editing tutorial with Emperor Xiu. He asked a little uncertainly: "Can you do this?"

"Yes," said Di Xiu. "If there is no monster that knows me, I will be on my own. I still know more about the monsters of the nine-tailed fox. Put the toffee out and have a confession to the monsters." Nowadays, the managers of the land of China are not the main war factions. They turn back the video to Wu and return to them to see if there is any need to amend them. The high-level human beings can't wait for hundreds of years to keep up.

Moreover, the nine-tailed fox or other monsters ran into the original thing that stirred the wind and stirred the rain. There have been many ancient and modern times, and human beings have rich experience and have their own set of coping system.

Even the monsters have been included in the civil service system in harmony, and the response to the monsters is naturally there.

In the early years of the year, Emperor Xiu had heard some about it. Basically, in these decades, the two sides reached a perfect cooperation and win-win agreement.

Both Emperor Xiu and Xuan Jingjing feel that there is no problem. The urgency is not theirs, not the managers of today's land in China, but they cannot find other countries that can compete with the big monsters like Xuanjing.

The biggest problem they face now is that Dixi found himself unable to master the editing software.

Qin Chuan hangs on the treetops and feels that he is heated enough enough to turn into a human form, pick up his sleeves and squeeze into the middle of the small ginseng and the emperor.

"You two weak chickens!" Qin Chuan proudly chin, "Look at me!"

Qin Chuan, who had mastered the house for the first half of the year, did not have the skills to use for the monsters. At this time, he played it perfectly.

Lin Mu took a look at the map before he got off work, and found that Nie Shen was still screaming at a very fast speed, and watching it for a while is definitely not coming back.

Lin Mu sighed.

Forget it.

It's all trivial.

He can't panic because of such a little fluffy problem. He will go to the wilderness in the future, and he may have to succumb to the big monster in the wilderness!

- Although the fantasy of becoming a big monster may take a thousand or two years to achieve, but there is always hope.

He will not be defeated by such a small problem!

Lin Mu thought about this, while searching the second floor of the data room for a lot of information about how to crack the scorpion and illusion, selected a few of them, put them in a small yarn bag, ready to bring back to see.

Lin Mu packed up the materials that messed up the work today, took a look at the time and said, "I am leaving after work!"

Two other lazy people in the office waved their hands, and the **** sighed and said: "When Xuan Jingjing just went outside, you are really tired."

A glimpse of the forest, he walked quickly to the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw that Xuanjingjing stood straight outside the door, holding a colorful daisy in his hand.

A look at the forest: "?"

Yan Xuanjing sent the flowers to him.

"Give me?" The forest slightly shook his eyes.

"Yeah." Yan Xuanjing's short and dumb voice should be heard, and the brows came out with two subtle traces.

He looked at the forest and found that Lin Muzhen’s stupid look after the bouquet was taken, and suddenly it became relaxed.

- Because the forest looks like he is not used to it.

Lin Muzhen holds the flower, half a squat, and clenches the flower in his hand: "Hey... send me."

Yu Xuan’s sights nodded and confirmed again: “Send you.”

Lin Mu did not talk, and bowed his head with the small daisies in his hand. He thought that he didn't have the kind of good-looking kindness, but his face was slightly red, and the two sweet and fragrant pear vortex was looming.

Yan Xuanjing glanced at the other two in the office and gave them a slight bow.

Wu Guixiao’s nodded and looked happy, and Dahei showed a toothache after his compliments.

These monsters are very bad, killing dogs invisible every time.

"Go gone, go home!" Lin Mu shakes his spirits, holding flowers with one hand, hit a ring, "Drip!"

Look at him, Xuan Jing, not much to say, simply change back to the original shape and pick up the forest.

"Hey..." The **** cockroach was in the office, watching the nine-tailed fox flying to the sky, envious of his face. "I also want to fall in love, I don't want to be a dog."

Wu Guiwen said, carefully looked at the big black, in the eyes of the other side, he said slowly: "Then think about it."

"..."

The **** moment retracted the full expectation.

Lin Mu took the toffee's hair, let him stop at the subway station, and clung to the home with a small electric shack.

But this time it was not him who opened a small electric eel, but Xuanjing.

The woods are sitting on the backseat and holding flowers, wondering where they can put these words in order to make them open longer.

There seems to be no vacant vases in the house. There are quite a few pots.

Usually, there are vases. When they are shipped, they are specially made one month before the shipping date.

If you can't do it, you can only insert it into the old dry mother bottle...

Lin Mu looked at the door of the house, simply jumped out of the car, holding the flower all the way back and forth, want to share happiness with Dad.

As a result, as soon as he ran over, he heard a passionate music coming from behind the tree. With the recital of the emperor's retreat, listening to one ear was the shock and appeal of the face.

Lin Shu stunned for two seconds, listened carefully to listen to that paragraph, full of question marks.

The next second, the music stopped.

Lin Mu pushed the door into the yard and heard the voice of Di Xiu.

"I think it's a bit too intense. Would you like to be gentle?" Di Hesitantly said, "Are we not an organization that maintains peace?"

forest:?

What organization?

The emperor’s voice just fell, and Lin Mu heard the voice of Zigui.

Zigui said: "I also feel that a bit of music is too intense, not cool enough, our positioning should be a ruthless killer."

“?” Emperor Hugh sent out a series of question marks. “Is that the case?”

Zigui is very determined: "This is the case!"

forest:? ?

What is it!

What's the matter? ?

What are you talking about!

"I don't think the image of Yan Xuanjing can be done." Zigui looked at the video like the Samoyed's toffee, then raised his hand and touched his face. "Obviously I am better looking, suggesting a spokesperson."

Yan Xuanjing, who pushed the small electric smash into the door, licked his eyelids: "Does your camouflage have any difference with me?"

After he finished, he paused and revealed a slightly mocking expression: "Oh, you are fatter than me."

Zigui turned to look at his son, revealing a mocking expression like him: "Do you think I am like you?"

As soon as his voice fell, he turned into a blind-haired long-haired puppet cat, and his soft "squeaky" sounded, and he sighed and glared at his son.

Yan Xuanjing looked at his dad who was turned into a cat and shook his head. He took dozens of photos in a hurry.

Zigui was alert for a moment, and the speed of the fire turned over and sat down.

But it was too late, and Xuanjingjing had already collected the mobile phone. It was like nothing happened. It was pulling the woods, pushing the electric car back to the house, plugging in the electricity, and preparing to bring these photos back to bring him a product. .

With his mother's enthusiasm for collecting all kinds of fluffy little monsters, Zigui Bacheng will be ordered to keep the petite and cute fluffy look for a long time.

As for what else can you do during this time...

What does it have to do with his little white fox who knows nothing like paper?

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